Treasure Island

John Carter Brown


Limerick 111


There once was a barber from York
And as barbers can, boy could he talk;
But his clients complained
They were not entertained
And they filled his mouth up with a cork.

(Written May 2013)

Submitted: Saturday, May 11, 2013
Edited: Monday, September 16, 2013

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Another one for all you Limerick lovers.

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  • Ellias Anderson (6/9/2013 10:23:00 AM)

    Wow wow wow and wow again of this one. you deserves the title King of limericks dear John. sorry i wasn't around, (it was our final exams) but now i have more free times. yeah, barbers talk a lot, sometimes their speeches is a pure waffle, and its a nice solution to put a cork in their mouth. ha ha ha ha. really nice John, really nice. (Report) Reply

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